The Patron Saint of Lost Causes (The Day My Sisters Died, Part 3)

If you are just joining in, I invite you to read Part 1 and Part 2, here and here. ——- (St. Jude – The Patron Saint of Desperate Cases and Lost Causes) “If this is salvation, I can show you the trembling. You’ll just have to trust me. I’m scared. I am the patron saint … More The Patron Saint of Lost Causes (The Day My Sisters Died, Part 3)

my hands are small

It’s not metaphorical. It’s true. I have tiny hands. Size 4.5 ring finger. And they can’t dot things neatly, like that title up there that sits, balancing, without a period to stave off the anxiety of no ending. My hands can’t stop uncertainty. “My world keeps spinning around.” like the lyrics of this song that … More my hands are small

Object Lessons

 I can tend to compulsively manage my life. I do this in three areas especially: finances, recovery, and school. If you’ve been reading this blog for a couple months, you know about the financial stress I put myself under. Each thing has its place, and each place has its thing. As I told my therapist … More Object Lessons